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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Isida Kep'Tukari" data-source="post: 3055159" data-attributes="member: 4441">Aftermath of Arden's Fall  "I think... we better get to my house now, before my mother hears all kinds of wild rumors and thinks you're all crazy," Opal says after a minute.  Febratari looks at Opal and smiles, Tuharath and Sebekmelk adding their own friendly nods.  "Then I think we must go our own way.  My sister knows how to contact us, she did so before, if you need our advice.  We will work against the Illuminated Minds from our own end.  But I implore you, whatever actions you take to protect yourselves now, your best protection is to get out of the city as soon as you're able.  Distance will be able to protect you those you're thwarted, at least from their immediate vengence."~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  Querzana thinks a moment on that, her lips moving as she attempts to translate Tondrek's words into something approximating those used in normal speech.  After a minute she seems to have a workable translation and appropriate answer."Yes, I saw giant magic, a bit more than I wanted.  I was running with some drow, they adopted me, as a matter of fact.  I became a giant hunter with them...  Well, the giants of old may have been a bunch sophisticated magicians, but those that are there now are a bunch of murderous brutes.  But I did see some old giant magic.  We were at an old set of ruins, hunting for elven artifacts, when we came on an old secret door.  It was to a sacrificial chamber, one used for very secret rituals.  I've seen those chambers before, and most of them are in the bloody town square!  But this was a little one set underground and hidden."Anyways, the drow said this was one used by the elves, when they were slaves, to sacrifice animals to the gods.  Turns out it was an elaborate giant trap.  Some nasty giant grub-thing had been making its home down there and objected to our presence.  We killed it, but Tefath got hurt and his blood got on the alter by accident.  He was cursed, some spell in it blasted his mind into nothing.  It was the price for tampering with giant relgious goods..." Querzana is quiet for another few heartbeats, then shakes off her meloncholy and continues on."I did see a warforged down there, but it was a might odd looking one.  It was... primitive I guess is the best name for it.  Very raw-edged, unrefined.  I only saw it from a distance, I was hurt at the time so I hid and waited for it to go away.  It just marched straight through the jungle like it was on a path I couldn't see.  I was going to go back and track it later, but the jungle grows so cursed fast the path was gone by the time I returned."</blockquote>

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